Let me bring you songs from the wood:To make you feel much better than you could know.Dust you down from tip to toe.Show you how the garden grows.Hold you steady as you go.Join the chorus if you can:Itll make of you an honest man.Let me bring you love from the field:Poppies red and roses filled with summer rain.To heal the wound and still the painThat threatens again and againAs you drag down every lovers lane.Lifes long celebrations here.Ill toast you all in penny cheer.Let me bring you all things refined:Galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale.Greetings well met fellow, hail!I am the wind to fill your sail.I am the cross to take your nail:A singer of these ageless times.With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes.Songs from the wood make you feel much better.

"I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad.Got no money coming in but I can't be sad.That was the best cup of coffee I ever had.And I won't worry about a thing because we've got it made,Here on the inside, outside so far away."-"Inside", by Jethro Tull

I can't see the light that hides in the dark I am blinded by light that destroys the night Turn the night in to day I can't see heaven this way I want my children to see what I saw What I saw What I now can't see

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Hail to Oman, may it live forever.I AM BACK ON GCLF WITH A VENGEANCE, WELCOME ME.